Writer-director John Hughes structures his film as a chamber piece: five students at a suburban Chicago high school spend a Saturday together serving detention in the library. The Breakfast Club embodies the experience. Rather, the movie is so earnest, awkward and exasperated by adulthood that is doesn’t just remember or understand what it’s like to be a teenager. ![]() I don’t mean to say that it’s amateurish – the camerawork is actually fairly sophisticated for a high-school comedy. The Breakfast Club seems as if it could have been made by a bunch of teenagers.
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